Full Lyrics
Fair crocuses and snowdrops,
First heralds of the spring,
What hope and cheerful promise
To grateful hearts ye bring.
We know bleak Winter's waning,
When your bright smiles appear,
For with a kindly greeting
Ye hail the newborn year.
Fair crocuses and snowdrops,
Whene'er the zephyr swells,
Sound, sound your golden trumpets,
And strike your silver bells.
Bid all your sister blossoms
Awake your joys to share,
And join with merry welcome
To hail the newborn year.
